we’re both on different coast of the united states and we only see one another once a year, but it’s the random text messages we have that keeps us connected.

it’s two o’clock in the morning and I’m about to go to bed; it’s five o’clock in the morning and he’s about to start his day with a run at central park. we caught up a little, and interestingly enough we talked about marriage, which we never really spoke about. though we are a few years apart —- we both see eye to on the subject.

when he gets married, I’m beyond looking forward to that one. it’ll definitely be in new york and it’ll be a gay wedding, which will be a first in my family. but none the least, homosexual or heterosexual, I believe everyone should have the right to be able to get married. it’s an act of love and a profession of fidelity and lifetime commitment —- it should not be treated as a privilege for only certain people to have.

time for sleep. he made me realize that I should try to get a morning run in at seabridge before heading off to the gym.